The Smith Street Band - Don't Fuck With Our Dreams lyrics
[The Smith Street Band - Don't Fuck With Our Dreams lyrics]
That I haven't gone to bed since the
Last time that I saw you
'Cause going to couch or going to floor
Well, it doesn't quite provide
The eight hours
That my body is screaming for
'Cause we've been drivin' 'round
Singin' songs about
Drivin' 'round singin' songs
And I don't wanna have fun
With anyone but you
So take the Great Ocean Road at midnight
I'll get in at three and meet me in between
Where I am and where I wanna be
'Cause every night's a Saturday night and
Every day's a Monday morning
Everything ever happened the past month and
We didn't get a single warning
And everything that we believe
About each other
Has been proven right, it seems
And all we've got left is what the King said
"Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our dreams"
I set to wandering like I always say I do
Walked the flat city streets looking for
A sign of a past you
And knee deep in alcohol and borrowed souls
I skipped another sonnet
To open ourselves up to the hope and road
And as the dry wheat fields
Fly by ready to burn in the overtaking lane
I take a second to learn
From the mangled advice I
Was given last night
By the sweaty guys with the glassy eyes
And every night's a Saturday night and
Every day's a Monday morning
Everything ever happened the past month and
We didn't get a single warning
And everything that we believe
About each other
Has been proven right, it seems
And all we've got left is what the King said
Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our dreams
I wanna leave something permanent on
This stretch of road
Something that won't fly away
Like the dust and the exhaust
Smoke we breathe in to strengthen the low
Like when you said "If I'm gonna die
At least I died helping someone"
That's what you were thinking while
You held together your arm
I can't take another late night phone call
From some other far-from-home hospital
I came so close to giving up
Why has my way of coping become
A reason to spill blood?
But now isn't the time for backing down
Got our feet so firm on the ground
So call me what you will, I don't care
I know what happened, I was there
We know what happened, we were there
Yeah, call me what you will, I don't care
I know what happened, I was there
We know what happened, we were there
I know what happened, I was there
We know what happened, we were there
I know what happened, I was there
We know what happened, we were there
And every night's a Saturday night and
Every day's a Monday morning
Everything ever happened the past month and
We didn't get a single warning
Everything that we believe about each other
Has been proven right, it seems
And all we've got left is what the King said
Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our dreams
Don't fuck with our whoooah